Chapter 485 (1/2)

Chapter 485: The General's Hair Turned White Overnight afte

The winter battle at the lake started with the storm of talismans, followed by arrows shot in the snow beside the lake . It then became the duel of overt and covert means; it was easy to escape the open spear thrust, but only Ning Que could escape from it; it was hard to avoid a covert sword, and Xia Hou failed to guard himself against it .

Xia Hou covered his abdomen as blood continuously flowed from his fingers . He felt the pain in his abdomen and the horrible sword style that kept invading his body . His unsightly expression was of deep agony .

Since it was not a knife nor a sword, he could easily guess that the sword style, like a river from the sky to the ground, seriously hurting him in an impossible way, naturally came from the Sage of the Sword, Liu Bai .

Looking at Ning Que on the lake in the distance, Xia Hou's expressions were strange - Ning Que did not have a high cultivation state indeed, but he had the Great Spirit inherited from Ke Haoran, learned to write talismans from Yan Se, controlled the arrows of the Academy, inherited the awareness of Lotus, and even owned the Liu Bai's sword style!

It was a rather rare phenomenon in the world that a cultivator could take up so many different means, which regardless of whether they were righteous or evil, were at the highest level in the world .

”The Academy . . . teachers . . . Ke Haoran . . . Yan Se . . . Now comes another one, Liu Bai . How many secrets are you still hiding in your body and how many great abilities do you have?”

Xia Hou suddenly laughed as if he was mad and said, ”Does everyone want me to die?”

Ning Que looked at him in the distance and said, ”Everyone wants you to die . Then you should die . ”

”Only idiots think so!”

Xia Hou stopped laughing and no emotions fluctuated on his face . He said indifferently, ”No one is qualified to judge whether I should die . You can't, nor can those people . Even if everyone says I should die, I'll live forever if Haotian wants me to be alive . ”

Ning Que frowned . He did not know that during the spring two years ago, before the b.l.o.o.d.y battle in Spring Breeze Pavilion, Chao Xiaoshu had said something similar to someone in the House of Red Sleeves . He only knew that Xia Hou had become somewhat different at this moment .

Ning Que took a deep breath .

An extremely cold breath was released from his body and it then quickly reconverged into the skin . The snow on the lake seemed to sense the horrible breath and it all spread around out of fear .

Several snow lines appeared on the surface of the lake, just like frozen sprays .

The long black hair left his bleeding shoulders and floated in the breeze at night . Several grey hairs swayed in the wind and the black hair was dyed white like frost .

Immediately afterwards, Xia Hou's cheeks sunk slightly and he turned thin quickly, but the aura from his body did not diminish at all but became even stronger .

With the sound of a hiss, the torn clothes on his body were shattered into pieces and sprayed around like snowflakes . His strong naked torso was exposed and he stood on the snow lake like a man made of iron .

At this time, something strange happened .

There were hundreds of wounds on his bronze body, which were healed quickly at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, as if there was an invisible force that suppressed all injuries on his body .

An extremely lively breath of life filled Xia Hou's genuine Qi pond which was drying up, and it repaired the meridian channels that were in a disastrous state to how they used to be and made them even thicker than before . His meridians expanded and contracted as he breathed, as if they had come alive .

It was said that ever since ancient times, famous generals were like beauties, whose white hair could not be seen by people in the world . Tonight, when Xia Hou's hair turned white between the moment of breathing in and breathing out, the snow and the ice on the lake began to fear and be uneasy .

The black hair representing health and vitality, had instantly turned white and the vitality that had previously been attached to it had gone . Xia Hou's cheeks suddenly sunk; where did the flesh go?

Ning Que looked at the distance fully alert, but he could only see Xia Hou's white hair vaguely in the dark . He could not see more details, nor could he know what happened to Xia Hou exactly .

The pieces of consciousness in the depths of the sense of perception were s.h.i.+mmering and he knew somehow that it was a war tactic of the Devil's Doctrine by burning life . The flesh and health that Xia Hou lost momentarily were used by himself to transform into vitality and strong genuine Qi .

The main reason why the Enlightenment Doctrine was called Devil's Doctrine and had an extremely cruel and bad image in the eyes of people in the world . Apart from their brutal selection of cultivators, there were numerous evil monasteries in the Devil's Doctrine . For instance, the Practice of Taotie of Lotus needed to devour the cultivators . How cruel it was!

Xia Hou was seriously injured at this time, especially the sword injuries in his abdomen . It was no surprise to Ning Que that Xia Hou would use the evil practice of the Devil's Doctrine at such a moment between life and death .

This tactic of burning life would inevitably cause terrible damage to the cultivators themselves . Xia Hou fought with his hair all turning white tonight . Even if he could win, he would not be able to live for several years .

Ning Que knew clearly how terrible the deadly attack of a strong cultivator from the Devil's Doctrine would be but he was not prepared to concede . He wanted Xia Hou to die tonight and did not want him to see the morning light of Yanming Lake .

There was a sudden loud noise on the snowing lake .

The air broke out, and the falling snow was smashed into powder . Originally standing here, Xia Hou pa.s.sed through the powdery snow on the lake in an instant, and fled to the night sky in front of Ning Que . With a sharp shout that sounded like thunder, he held a spear in both hands like holding an iron bar, and hit the ground with all his strength .

The cold wind whistled, the s...o...b..a.l.l.s on the lake rolled, and the lake water in the cracked hole tumbled .

Ning Que stamped heavily on the trembling ice surface, and when his body was suddenly shaken, he held the knife with both of his hands and jumped high in the darkness and chopped down on the G.o.d-like man!

Without any expression on his face, Xia Hou stepped on the snow, then swung the iron spear and smashed down .

The iron spear had the strong power that Xia Hou exchanged at the price of burning his life and Ning Que could not resist it . With a huge booming sound, he jumped high into the darkness and then fell at a faster speed toward the lake .

Instead of flying with the clouds and among the mountains, the iron spear was held tightly in the hands of Xia Hou . In the battle which might be the last one in his life, Xia Hou, the man with strong power who had betrayed the Devil's Doctrine many decades ago, eventually went back to the original world with his endless power and his real Devil's Doctrine powerhouse demeanor .